Chapter 29

The lanterns were lit, and the lights were brilliant.

In the Heaven on Earth, mist was drifting.

After taking off his dragon robe, Zhao Zhen was enjoying the service just like a neighbor's uncle.

"Brother-in-law, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, a hint of restraint appeared on Zhao Zhen's face,

because these foreign beauties and their enchanting figures were truly a scene he had never seen before.

Hearing Zhao Zhen's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry. This place was prepared specifically for you; no one will know!"

"Brother-in-law has done well!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Zhao Zhen relaxed, lying on the soft sofa, completely at ease.

After letting Wang An light the incense on the side, Zhang Cheng took his leave.

After all, there were many things in Heaven on Earth that needed to be handled; he couldn't stay by Zhao Zhen's side all the time.

Moreover, Zhao Zhen might not necessarily need him staring at him by his side.

And coming to a place like this, who would want a pair of lantern-sized eyes staring at them?

After saying goodbye to Zhao Zhen, Zhang Cheng came to the game room.

With a cigarette in his hand, Zhang Erhe immediately slapped down the mahjong tiles in his hand and said, "Hey, hey, hey, I've won!"

"Mr. Zhang's luck is truly good!"

Looking at the tiles in Zhang Erhe's hand, Gongsun Ce on the side couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't say that, I just had a bit of luck!"

After finishing this sentence, Zhang Erhe laughed loudly, appearing very happy.

After all, every day after the morning court session, there were so many affairs to handle; having some time in the evening, everyone came here to relax.

Don't ask why they came to Heaven on Earth to play mahjong; the answer is that not everyone is surnamed Zhang!

Zhang Erhe: My Zhang family people are fierce!

Zhang Dingding: Why don't I feel it?

Situ Yaozu: This son must have been picked up by mistake!

Passing through the crowded game room, Zhang Cheng came to a room on the side.

With a cigar in his mouth, Chai Wenyi was carefully examining the translator and said, "Is everything you said true?"

"Reporting to the Prince, this lowly person would not dare to tell a single lie!"

Looking at Chai Wenyi in fear, the translator hurriedly explained.

And just as he finished speaking, Chai Wenyi looked at Zhang Cheng, who had just entered, and said, "Why did you beat that guy from the Pu family to death!"

"He cut my chess move! Isn't it normal for me to use a 'Godly Move'?"

Sitting beside Chai Wenyi, Zhang Cheng lit a cigarette and then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke as he answered.

"Was that really a 'Godly Move'? I'm embarrassed to expose you!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Chai Wenyi's face was full of disdain.

Because he had long heard that Zhang Cheng's "chess ethics" were poor, but he didn't expect them to be this bad; it was simply outrageous!

In chess, who doesn't cut moves? But your "Godly Move" of grabbing the chessboard and smashing people with it is just lacking in martial virtue!

"Alright, enough of that. How to get our hands on the Pu family's ships—that is the top priority!"

Looking at Chai Wenyi, Zhang Cheng spoke quite calmly.

"There are still quite a few Arabs on that ship; they won't listen to us!"

Turning his head, a solemn expression appeared on Chai Wenyi's face.

Because Zhang Cheng acted too quickly, so much so that Chai Wenyi hadn't even thought about how to resolve this matter.

If they sent people to seize it by force, the consequences would be ugly!

Examining Chai Wenyi, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "What are you thinking? Just send people from the Chai family to do it!"

"Don't you want your reputation? Do you know how much trouble it will be to involve the Maritime Trade Office?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Chai Wenyi couldn't help but become serious.

"What does your Chai family need reputation for?"

Looking at Chai Wenyi meaningfully, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his face full of a playful expression.

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Chai Wenyi was also stunned on the spot.

That's right, what does the Chai family need reputation for?

"But the Maritime Trade Office!"

Furrowing his brows, Chai Wenyi couldn't help but hesitate.

"A great man must act decisively, or he will suffer the consequences. Just throw money at it; no one will betray silver. Besides, this is just a small 'conflict'!"

Looking at Chai Wenyi with a smile, Zhang Cheng tapped the chair and spoke.

"Your 'small conflict' will cause quite a few people to die!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Chai Wenyi also felt a hint of shock at his methods.

Because!

"Don't talk to me about titles and honors; a general's success is built on ten thousand bones! If you can seize it, why pay money? They're just a bunch of Arabs! Don't forget, this is a large ocean-going ship."

Looking at Chai Wenyi earnestly, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "If you're not willing, I'll send my own people!"

"Fine. Since I chose to cooperate, there is no room for regret. I'll handle this matter!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Chai Wenyi couldn't help but rub his eyes.

At first, he just wanted to find a "spokesperson" in the imperial court, but he didn't expect Zhang Cheng's ambition to be so great!

Princess's Mansion, inside the main hall,

Situ Yaozu looked at Zhang Cheng, who was writing a letter, and a curious expression appeared on his face as he said, "Cousin, you are literate?"

"Even though I haven't read many books, it doesn't mean I'm illiterate!"

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Situ Yaozu with annoyance.

"So that's how it is!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with sudden realization, Situ Yaozu leaned in to look, then asked suspiciously, "What is this you're writing?"

"What I'm writing is, of course..."

Just as Zhang Cheng finished this sentence, he was stunned on the spot and said, "Wait, the Song Dynasty doesn't have simplified characters!"

Looking at each other, Zhang Cheng looked at Situ Yaozu and said, "Cousin, I'll recite, and you write!"

"Heh!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but say, "Are you illiterate?"

"I'm literate, but I can't write!"

Gritting his teeth at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists, as if he were about to snap the brush handle.

Looking at the angry Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu hurriedly said, "Come, Cousin, let me show you the literary talent of a Martial Champion!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu's pen-holding posture, Zhang Cheng felt a sense of sorrow in his heart. It was fortunate that he had taken the martial examinations; if it were the civil service examinations, this dog-scrawl handwriting probably wouldn't even pass the preliminary test in the Ming Dynasty!

Preliminary test: Who are you looking down on?

A few days later, news came from the Guangzhou Maritime Trade Office:

The barbarians did not know the rules and had a conflict with the local government, resulting in thousands of casualties.

However, no commoners were injured, and the seized ships were resold by the government.

After Chai Wenyi's maneuvering, the ships that originally belonged to the Pu family were transferred to the name of Heaven on Earth!

And at this moment, Pang Yu also brought good news: Imperial Consort Pang was pregnant.

This meant that Zhao Zongshi, who was being treated as a "spare tire," felt the crisis once again.

Hearing this news, Zhang Cheng stroked his chin thoughtfully, because he felt that with his own strength, he could completely become a "Prime Minister" in the Song Dynasty!

Cao Cao: You want to be Prime Minister? On what basis? Because you've read few books and can't write?

Zhang Cheng: What you don't give me, I will seize!

Situ Yaozu: Good, Cousin said it well!

Contacting Chai Wenyi, Zhang Cheng expressed his thoughts.

And after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Chai Wenyi said with a shocked face, "No, are you crazy? A Prince Consort becoming Prime Minister?"

"No, this is a regency!"

Looking at Chai Wenyi earnestly, Zhang Cheng spoke with a firm face.

"Good idea, I support you. One day at the vegetable market execution ground, you will surely have a place!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Chai Wenyi couldn't help but complain. Because Imperial Consort Pang hadn't even given birth yet, and he already wanted to be a Prince Regent; it was truly outrageous!